"In this world, an interesting opponent finally appeared."
Above the dark sky, Medusa waved his staff, and his beautiful figure floated above the sky, "At your level, you haven't developed your own witchcraft? Or use the witchcraft from the era of the Three Witches, then, How about this trick?"
"Lily Carnation!"
Bark!
A cloud of black mist spread from the ground, forming a towering black plant.
Plants grow and multiply rapidly on the ground, and countless branches and rhizomes appear, ten meters, one hundred meters, three hundred meters... piercing through the sky, stirring up the dark clouds in the sky, and on the plants, there are mysterious and exquisite black flowers spinning. Roses, every rose is comparable in size to the previous one.
This is the real flower of death!
The alchemy spaceship flicked its tail, and countless holy rays of light erupted on the ship. In an instant, countless transparent torrents erupted, like golden butterflies flying around, gathered together and turned into a green tree that pierced into the sky.
"Guardian of Spring!"
The witchcraft of Cassandra, the Witch of Spring, exploded in an instant.
Roses, butterflies, and green trees collided almost simultaneously and shone brightly.
Rumble! !
In an instant, the sound of metal clashing frantically oscillated in the sky and spread to the huge emerald green mountains on the ground. The trees on the ground quickly swept and cracked, and the mountains were swept by the strong wind.
The sky trembled and the earth howled.
In the entire Rose Kingdom, the women on the street were all young and beautiful, dressed in gorgeous and clean clothes, but at this moment they were screaming, pain, wailing, despair, and countless tragic voices intertwined.
Countless fourth- and fifth-level wizards raised their heads in horror, waved their staffs reluctantly, formed a barrier, protected Rose King City, and resisted the aftermath of the battle between the two world-class powerhouses above the sky.
… .
Kingdom of Babylon.
A huge mirror surface of water mist ripples in the sky is projecting the battle on the Rose Kingdom.
This is the fifth-level witchcraft "Mirror Mist of Spring" that gathers all the wizards of the Kingdom of Babylon. Usually, this kind of spying is bound to be discovered by the Rose Kingdom, and this kind of provocative behavior will cause extremely terrible consequences, but now they have completely ignored it. That's it.
This battle will determine the fate of the Kingdom of Babylon, and everyone is entitled to know.
"If we do not win, we will perish."
On the street, the Babylonians all came out in unison, watching the intense projection scene in the sky, clasped their hands together, and prayed silently. Whoever was in the crowd silently took the lead in humming the lament of fate.
boom!
The hurried notes resounded through the sky with the humming of the crowd.
Like the roar of a storm.
The impact of the shower.
Enthusiastic, enthusiastic.
It is a sad song of human destiny and a hymn of human courage.
... ..
Above the palace of the king of Babylon.
All the court witches and ministers did not speak.
The pretty faces of all the witches were turning pale. Looking at the projection screen in the sky that could easily tear them apart, they were oppressed by the terrifying aura and couldn't breathe.
"Is this the most powerful person in this world, the legendary wizard, bursting out with all his strength?"
That kind of battle scene has surpassed everyone's cognition. Perhaps only the battle between Gilgamesh and the gods in the ancient Sumerian mythology, the war before the great flood, can be compared.
"It will definitely win."
Lilith looked at the terrifying battle group in the sky, clenched her staff tightly, and her palms were covered with sweat.
She recalled the scenes of getting along with this cute and lively slime in the past. She thought she had seen through everything about him, but she never thought that there was such a terrifying accumulation in this cute and unassuming slime. the power of!
A mixture of awe and pride spread.
She really didn't expect that the little fourth-level slime wizard who quietly came to the king's palace decades ago, the little monster who blatantly talked about her, has reached such a terrifying height in just a short time now.
… .
Elizabeth Witch Freemasonry, Dilapidated Room.
Elizabeth looked at the horrific scene above the sky, the horrific and depressing picture, only felt her body chill, she covered her mouth with her hands nervously, trying not to make a sound, she could also feel the little witches behind her, hugging her His arms were getting tighter.
"That's... a slime!!"
"It's our little demon pet!"
Melly roared anxiously, her face paled, "It's just a slime! It's just a slime!! But now it's wearing those strange things it made and fighting for us."
She used to secretly look at it, always doing weird things, holding what he called "wrench", "screw", "gear", in the room all day, enthusiastically transforming that strange man's machine biology.
Now, although it is quite different, the prototype of the mechanical structure of that year can still be vaguely seen.
"If this thing appears, there will be no mistakes. It is the mysterious sixth-level wizard who appeared in the palace of the king."
Elizabeth bit her pale lips tightly, thinking at first that she had made a mistake.
In the eyes of everyone, Slime is just a small third-level wizard. The few sisters are still working hard for it all these years, laughing and laughing together, trying to help it break through to a fourth-level wizard.
But no one thought that the slime had already reached the terrifying height where the entire wizarding world trembled behind his back!
He was actually fighting madly with the death monarch Medusa in the sky!
But now, the little witches would rather it still be that little magic pet, just a little third-level little wizard, laughing and laughing with them, this heavy pressure is not something a little slime can bear. . . .
"His promise to us at the beginning, to become the next generation of wizard emperor, has come true."
The witches held hands silently, looking at the mist lens in the sky of the Kingdom of Babylon, a complex and proud emotion spread wildly in their hearts.
… .
Black air stirred the clouds.
Medusa, the great witch, tried her best to use all kinds of sixth-level witchcraft, but this strange man used a terrifying flying giant to resist.
"You obviously don't have any witchcraft of your own, but you resisted all of them just by using the witchcraft from the era of the Three Witches? The power of alchemy? You actually opened the legendary door of truth?"
Medusa looked slightly shocked, but calmed down again, "Then, next, let me show you my real strength. The reason why I am called the Emperor of Death is because my rose flower can communicate with you." The boundary between life and death, breaking the rules of death!"
"My teacher, Circe, the third witch, gave me this witchcraft because she wanted me to perfect the 'Resurrection of the Dead' witchcraft and break the taboo field."
Medusa whispered, "Although I am still far from perfecting this witchcraft to completely resurrect the dead, no one in this world can defeat me, because I can temporarily summon the strongest man in the history of mythology." , the legendary King of Heroes, Gilgamesh."
Gilgamesh!
In the Kingdom of Babylon, everyone was terrified, and their minds went blank.
Gilgamesh, living in ancient Sumerian mythology, is known as the strongest man in history, the strongest hero king who once swung a sword to God.
It is an epic, and he has reached the level that even the three witches did not reach in the legend—a seventh-level epic. The gap between a large level is terrifying. The third level of the third witch is like a baby when facing the seventh level. easily destroyed.
"impossible."
"How could it be possible to summon the dead..."
"That's the frightening man who was killed by the gods in the legend!!"
In the panic and panic of the crowd, Medusa raised his staff high, and with endless magic power surged, he sang softly, "O souls wandering in the world, please listen to the prayers of the living, and recall the memories of the past. memories, break through the gate of the underworld, and return to the human world."
"Forbidden technique! The other side of the rose, Gilgamesh!"
Crash!
A crazy black rose flower unfolded rottenly, spreading ripples in the sky, and the flower buds slowly unfolded, as if an extremely terrifying creature was bred inside.
Immediately afterwards, a handsome and huge man made of black mist walked out, overlooking the world with that invisible arrogance and posture, his face was expressionless, as if he had lost all sanity, holding a holy sword of civilization, the sword of Damocles, Swipe forward slowly.
"This is, before the Great Flood, the most ancient Sumerian mythological age, the strongest hero king who dared to swing a sword at God!" Li Shengjiang opened his eyes slightly, and a look of shock flashed across his face.
boom!
The next second, the sword fell.
What a beautiful sword this is.
At this moment, the wind stopped, the rain stopped, the leaves no longer swayed, and the people above the earth were speechless for a moment, as if the voice of the world disappeared, and God held his breath and closed his eyes for a moment.